Queen Bathing In Blood Novels & Stories

My mate swears to protect and cherish me for the rest of his life. Another priest appears with a knife and a white, gleaming bowl containing the queen's crown. He took up the crown and held it high for all to see. The priest places the crown on my head and crowns me queen. He dangled the knife over me. "I, Queen Mia Divas Elsher, queen of the blood moon pack, solemnly swear by my blood that I will protect my people from danger, as well as from ill-fated people who bring danger and threats to my kingdom and my people." As I slit my palm, I speak loudly.

There is no alternative. I shook my head and my discomfort pricked me. I cannot... somebody who puts his life in danger of mine? I... I don't even know them. I can't ask that of anyone." “You do not have a choice,” Rowan said. “It is not a question of asking; it is a matter of survival. You are queen now, Auri. You must act accordingly." I heaved a sigh and leaned against the bed in an attempt to wrap my head around it. "When will I meet this knight?"

Pour ma petite chauve-souris de sang. At the end of the note ZV was scribbled in elegant hand writing. For my little blood bat. Putting the note down she was trying to figure out who ZV was. Her faced paled then grew hot in the cheeks. Nah it couldn’t be the King. He never shows favorites. Maybe I am mistaken. Putting the note down, she unfolded the paper to reveal a beautiful regal red gown. Not bright red but dark like blood. Running her hand down the material, her heart was hammering in her chest. A little black fan with soft feathers on top of it was on the side of the box.

A small smile spread on my face amidst my pain. "Anybody that challenges her and loses is not fit to live" Thane growled out. I heard her scream and turned just in time to see him rip out her heart. He tossed her lifeless body and her heart away and marched towards me. He lifted me into his arms. "All Hail The Queen" a voice shouted. "All Hail The Queen" the crowd chorused. I shut my eyes in exhaustion and he blurred us out of the field and into the castle.

"Make way for the queen is injured!!" Everyone turned towards Alex who was pulling the Queen's Jaguar by his chains, while she was lying on top of him. Sobs crept from their lips when the queen fell to the ground and put her hands on that sharp blade that pierces her body completely, in the end they can't take it off because it will cause her to lose a lot of blood. "Oh my God, what happened? I thought you had already conquered the kingdom!"

The sound bit into me worse than any scream. When the voice came again, it was closer. “I am Grothul, Spirit of Blood. I am the keeper of the seventh gate. I am cloaked in crimson and fed by sacrifice. Do you know what I demand?” The words coated my tongue in rust. I swallowed hard. “Blood.” The mist pulsed, like laughter. “Yes, but it has to be yours. It must be freely given, without fear and without delay.” The claws scraped again. “ It has to be a wound of choice, one stroke, and one offering. Else the mountain drinks you whole.”

Blood ran across her lifeline, blackened at the edges, then curled toward the vial as if recognizing a sister crime. “I preserved her first blood before Tala ran, before Rudina died, before anyone knew which daughter would become the better key.” Adolphus smiled again, wide and reverent, as the throne opened its black bone arms toward the vial. The first Blood Feather book wrote one final sentence above us, and every word burned like a nail through my name. The queen who must not bleed has already bled. Then the dead midwife held up the vial of my preserved birth blood and laughed as the ancient throne began calling it home.

It was ancient, and probably handed down, and definitely spelled or poisoned by a greedy little witch’s family. He looked over Quai, then the King. Once he seemed sufficed that they were unconscious. He walked over and stood next to Quai. Much to my surprise, he took in a shaky breath, and hesitated before he raised up the knife. I had barely blinked before Quai had him face first into the bed he had just been occupying with his arms twisted behind his back and his face pressed into a pillow so he couldn’t cry out. That was my cue.

she said. The Queen Mother turned her back on her, leaving Anne feeling desperate. She couldn't afford to watch the Queen Mother hand the mission over to someone else; she wanted to carry it out herself. "The poison that evil witch scratched into your body has been partially diluted, but you will need pure human blood within this ocean to set yourself totally free from it. Otherwise, you will die the moment you swim out of this ocean," the Queen said. Anne's eyes widened in shock. "Mother, how do I get human blood within this ocean? You know that isn't possible, and it's also risky," she said.

They couldn't pry into my mind, but god, to feel them was to drown in my own blood. Focusing more, I found the only calm mind in the place. Serenity washed over me. Blank pages were easy to cling to, but who could silence themselves from even me? "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the future Queen. Princess Katharine Archenbow of house Ashby." The room broke into applause, making me smile even brighter. Be polite. Mind your manners and above all, respect your elders. No one needs a scandal right now. My own sanity was too fragile.